*On a slightly rainy day in Adventure Day, the pups were either playing their games, having a bit of snacks, or napping. For one though, he was busy working on something in his room.* 


Formula: Let's see here... *He adjusted the goggled on his eyes, accompanied by a few arms from the ceiling to help him out.* Wiring's good, program should be running, the design is... ok for the prototype. Now, for the test... *He pulled out an oddly colored paw shaped disc with a symbol on it.* Better use my start-up one though, just to make sure the outfits don't get shown too soon. *He placed it in the center of a red shield looking device, closing the capsule before the system turned on.* Beautiful... now I need the proper pup for testing. *He went over to his wall monitor, tapping Balloona X's tag shape. She was busy napping with Marshall on the first floor when it beeped twice.* 


Balloona X: Huh? *she getting up from her nap, she started to yawning as her body blow up abit from inhaling air from her yawns* 


Formula: G'day Loony, did I wake you up? 


Balloona X: Yes and make me "yawn bloated" 


Formula: Huh... *His tail wagged a tiny bit hearing that before focusing.* Well, sorry about that, but I just finished something you may want to see. 


Balloona X: Oh alright, I'll be up there *she end the call as she waddled to the stairs since her body is bloated up abit* 


*He clicked the screen, placing the little device on a small stand and placed a cover over it.* 


Formula: I just hope she likes it... *then his door knocked* Enter. *Then the door opened as it was Balloona X, but when she entered, her body got stuck in the door because of her "yawn bloated" state* 


Balloona X: Uh... whoops. Little help? 


Formula: On it. *He grabbed her front paws, tugging her a bit before she popped through, bouncing off the wall until she rested.* 


Balloona X: Thanks Formy. *She looked around, not seeing him.* Formy? *When she rolled back, she could see he was plastered against her belly like a poster.* Oops, sorry! I'll fix you up real quick. *she remove him off of her and started to blow air in his mouth as he started to blow up. After transferring her "yawn bloated" state to him, they were both the same size as she stopped.* 


Formula: Whoa... that's been one of the more exciting things on this rainy day. 


Balloona X: I've been bored lately and we can't go outside to really have some fun, but... what's your surprise, Formloona? 


Formula: Well... He had a blush on him from the air transfer as he pulled the cover, showing off a little red shield device with a circle in the center.* I'd like to present to you this device to help you out. 


Balloona X: What is it? 


Formula: It's a device called the PAWSuit Changer! 


Balloona X: PAWSuit Changer? 


Formula: Yep. It's a device I made for you in the event you have to change outfits and you're nowhere near the Lookout or the Paw Patroller. 


Balloona X: Cool, well how does it work? 


Formula: Well, it works like so. *He pulled a silver paw shaped disc with the back turned to her.* These are the PAWlobes. On the reverse side is a differently colored disc with a symbol on it. *He turned the one in his hand, showing it was gold with a yin-yang symbol with paw prints for the dots.* 


Balloona X: A yin-yang symbol? 


Formula: Mmhm, any guesses to what this outfit may be? *He slipped the lobe into the circular center of the shield.* 


Balloona X: Well it does look familiar on the symbol... 


Formula: Yep... *He closed the capsule before a scanning beam went up around her body before her Blimpup-Fu outfit materialized on her.* Cause it's this outfit. 


Balloona X: Oh, my Blimpup-Fu outfit! 


Formula: Yep. As we discover more outfits, I'll make more lobes with these blank discs. *He had a few stacked up, but there was a second disc that caught her eye.* 


Balloona X: Hey, what's that disc for? 


Formula: Which one? 


Balloona X: The white one with the blue shield. 


Formula: Oh, that one. This is more of an idea I had in a dream... something weird though. 


Balloona X: That would be... 


Formula: Was about this weird pink chihuahua or something... but what it that lobe does is this. *He removed the Blimpup-Fu one as her outfit faded before he inserted the new one. Upon closing the capsule and scanning her, she gained a bright blue full-body suit with a hat similar to Chase's with a slight construction helmet shape to it, as well as darker blue accents around her legs and pack. The most notable thing though was the giant shield on her belly.* 


Balloona X: Whoa! 


Formula: In this mode, you're no longer out pressure maintenance pup, but rather... *He knocked on the shield, showing it was flexible, but actually real.* You're our balloony dog shield. 


Balloona X: Dog shield? 


Formula: Yep. *He set her on her hind legs before throwing a ball at her. As it made contact with the shield, it bounced off with minimal effort.* 


Balloona X: Oh... 


Formula: Yep, and the bigger you are, the more durable it is. You like it though? *He removed the lobe, removing her outfit as he set the two lobes and device down.* 


Balloona X: Cool, thanks Formula 


Formula: No problem. *He yawned a bit, looking a bit tired.* 


Balloona X: My Formy a bit tired? C'mon, let's go nap for a bit. I know how to make it extra comfy too, hehe... *She looked at his tag as she pulled him away and downstairs. Meanwhile, a little cat-head shaped drone outside in the rain from his window zoomed in with its camera on the device. The feedback went to a particular lair, run by the mayor of Foggy Bottom himself, Mayor Humdinger.* 


Humdinger: So... seems that brainy pup's working on a device to upgrade his team? If I get a hold of it, they will be no match for kittens! Time to get that device from him! Hahaha! *As he loaded up his kittens into the carrier and set off, he came back inside five seconds later.* Right, rain... we'll wait until tomorrow. *A transition with his cat's symbol brought them to the next day, where the weather was much clearer and better. Humdinger arrived at the base of the driveway with his kittens as he laughed a bit.* Alright kittens, you know what to do, right? *he open his carrier as he let his kittens out* 


*The six made their way up as the pups were ready for a proper test run with better space, with Balloona X in her alternate mode and Formula with a baseball launcher.* 


Formula: Alright... test one with alt mode. Ready? 


Balloona X: Ready Formy! 


Formula: Roger! *He raised up a protective barrier just in case, setting it to the first speed and power as the first baseball shot out at her. It bounced off her shielded belly, causing her to giggle as it went high up.* 


Balloona X: That was a single! *While they were testing, the ball landed on the Marshall cat's head, causing him to stumble and wobble backwards.* What's next, Formy? 


Formula: How about inflating a bit while we try to go for the grand slam? 


Balloona X: How big do you want me? 


Formula: Just a bit bigger, not over the top. 


Balloona X: Alright then *she inhaled abit of air into her* 


Formula: There we go. *He changed the settings a bit on the cannon as the remaining five kittens simply watched without the others noticing.* Ready? 


Balloona X: Ready! *He fired two baseballs this time, each bouncing off as the kittens ducked down as they flew overhead. When they went to advance, the two balls rolled into a curved pipe, firing back and hitting the Rocky and Rubble kittens in the back, rolling them back down.* C'mon Formy, that was just a double! *she inhale more air to make her more bigger* Give me all you got! 


Formula: You are one tough sheila... *He turned the power up quite a bit as the launchers barrel changed shapes.* Be ready for the hailstorm of baseballs Loony. 


Balloona X: Yep 


*The three remaining kittens gulped and ran off as the labrahuahua turned the turret on, sending the flurry of baseballs as they each bounced off easily. When they got back in the carrier with their three unconscious teammates, Humdinger looked a bit puzzled and mad.* 


Humdinger: What're you kittens doing back here already... without that device?! *The three kittens pointed* 


Humdinger: Huh? *He looked up, seeing the hundreds of baseballs star falling as he got back on the carrier and drove off.* Retreat! We need a new plan! *The baseballs eventually stopped as the turret finished off.* 


Ryder: Now that was a grand slam! 


Formula: What's the score? Balloona X 1,000 homeruns? *He walked over, gently patting her big side.* 


Balloona X: Hehehehe, I think it is 


Formula: Splendid. *He tipped her over, nuzzling her head before rolling her off.* 


*About an hour later, Humdinger had sent the Zuma cat to try again near the water, since they were practicing their Blimpup-Fu by the shore.* 


Humdinger: They should be practicing now. If you can get that device and bring it back to here without getting it wet, we're golden! *Zuma cat meowed as he started to swim in the water* 


*On the shoreline, Formula and Balloona X were practicing with Marshall and Chase.* 


Balloona X: So, this is a sort of hybrid lesson? 


Chase: In a way, yes. 


Formula: Let's see if you can handle our Blimpup-Fu skills 


*They both inflated to the sizes and modes of Roundmula and Orballoona X respectfully as the two normal pups went for a fly kick, only to bounce off and near the water.* 


Both: Hehehehe 


Balloona X: Rule 1 of Blimpup-Fu, never do a fly kick on Blimpup-Fu master 


Marshall: Let's try this then. *He went push Formula over, only to fall forward a bit and be squashed by him.* 


Formula: Rule 2 of Blimpup-Fu, don't push a Blimpup-Fu master who is more bigger than you 


Chase: Hmm... *He tried lifting Balloona X up, managing to do it, but she giggled, bouncing in his arms before crushing him under her rump.* 


Both: Hehehehe! Rule 3 of Blimpup-Fu, don't lift a Blimpup-Fu masters unless you want to be crushed by their rump 


Marshall: *muffled* Your art is really defensive... it's hard to beat a balloon. 


Formula: We know... *He rolled a bit away, freeing Marshall, but without knowing, crushed the Zuma cat under his rump before grabbing the device.* Better make sure this doesn't get wet... *He rolled back, the cat falling off and crawling back into the water.* 


Humdinger: Oh dear... we need a new plan! *After a bit, Humdinger came back with the Skye kitten hovering up on the roof of the Lookout.* Alright kitten, the playtime with them is the best. Fly down and steal the device! Now off you go, my kitten *The kitten giggled as she flew in, seeing Skye doing her Pup Pup Boogie and quietly creeping to the elevator. She crept inside, going down to the second floor as the two were busy laughing.* 


Balloona X: Ready to feel your first new setting? 


Formula: You sure about this, Loony? 


Balloona X: Does my body look like a balloon? 


Formula: *he blushes* Ummm... yes? 


Balloona X: Then we’re fine! *She double tapped his tag.* Default size and shape seven! *she tapped his tag again* Three... two... one... *He swelled up to the size of Formunce, but his paw pads, nose, and half his tail were exposed.* There we go... Hehehehe it's playtime! *He tried speaking, but his mouth was pressed a bit tightly.* Oh yeah... speech, sight, and mobility are pretty much gone, buuuut... *She kicked him lightly as he bounced around without losing momentum.* You’re even bouncier than Default 5! Once you start bouncing, it’s hard to stop ya! Looks like it's time for me to play "Catch Formunce!" 


*As she opened her door, the kitten ended up getting caught to the bouncing pup, getting squished against every wall possible before being ejected out a window and into a tree.* 


Humdinger: Didn’t go well I take it? *The kitten let out a weak meow. Hmm... new plan! *He pulled the kitten out of the tree, heading back to think of the new plan.* 


*The group was doing a slight musical practice as Humdinger looked at the Chase kitten.* 


Humdinger: While they’re busy playing their music, snatch the device! Do not fail me like the others! *The kitten nodded, beginning to make his way stealthily to the band of pups. About halfway through, they paused for a bit.* 


Skye: Sounds good, but I think we might need a new... addition. 


Rubble: Really? Like what? 


Formula: Well... there was a way to make a louder note... *His eyes slowly shifted to Balloona X.* 


Balloona X: Oh alright. For you... 


Formula: Perfect, though you guys may want to put these on. *He pulled out a few pairs of noise cancellation headphones as the others put them on.* Because this will be loud 


Balloona X: Though for when the form's in use on myself, you, or both... it's a perfectly normal voice. 


Both Skye and Rubble: Ok then... 


Formula: Tag, Inflation Protocol, Full Body, Slightly Puffy Cheeks, Sing Vocals Program, Command Code: 5-1-Sing-6. *He clapped twice as the tag beeped. She then began inflating as he put his headphones on, while the kitten made his way over without being able to be heard. The kitten could see the device as he started to walk to it. Balloona X finished off her inflation process, rocking slightly on her belly.* Work well Loony?! 


Balloona X: Yep 


Formula: Try out your singing then. 


Balloona X: Ok, here goes nothing... *When the kitten was almost to the device, Balloona X simply sang a few lyrics to a song, but due to her amplified voice, the kitten simply fled while holding its ears.* 


Balloona X: How was that? 


Rubble: What?! 


Formula: Hang on, Soundloona X. 


Balloona X: Ok then 


*While they were setting up to talk, Humdinger met back up with his kitten who simply refused to remove his paws from his ears.* 


Humdinger: I better group the kitties back up and discuss a plan... Come on, Kitten *he pick up the kitten as they leave. Another one of the cat transitions brought them back to their lair, with three kittens having icepacks on their heads, two still a bit dazed and flat, and the final one finally freeing his ears, but not fully listening well.* Alright kittens, let's try one more time, who's ready? *All six of them hissed at him.* Oh come on, I know you six did have a rough time with these two pups, but at least try one more time. Do this and I'll give you some cat treats if you do succeed or fail this last try *All six kittens smiled a bit, giggling evilly before getting up again.* That's the spirit! 


Humdinger: Now... we need a new plan... 


*After a discussion, the scene cut back to the group playing volleyball... with the two pups as the balls.* 


Both Bloated Pups: Hehehehe 


Zuma: You two dudes are perfect replacements for when we're short on the toys. 


Balloona X: No problem 


Formula: Likewise from me, mate. 


Skye: I think you two are awesome! I still wonder what it's like being balloony! 


Balloona X: Well, you all have your airbags, so you can experience it to some degree. 


Rocky: Probably a different level though, huh? 


Formula: Got that right. 


Skye: It must feel nice though, doesn't it? 


Formula: Getting used to it thanks to Loony constantly activating mine. 


Balloona X: Sometimes you need to learn to overcome your fear and embarrassment, Formy 


Formula: It's not easy... even with the showcase of the tournament. 


Chase: You might be known around the world, but here, probably not as much, so the nerves are still there. 


Balloona X: Well I'm still trying to get his nerves all completely down 


Marshall: Drift's completely different though, obviously. *As he went to hit the collie, he dove a bit too far as she bounced out of the play area and near her puphouse.* 


Zuma: Point to us dude! 


Balloona X: Hehehehe 


As she rolled back, Formula bounced on the other teams side, bounced off the tree, and into the collie. 


Formula: Uh... hey Loony. 


Balloona X: Hey Formy. *She licked his cheek.* Bounce here often? 


Formula: *he blushes* hehehehe maybe 


Balloona X: Good to hear. *Her tail wagged as she kissed him as the team members rolled them back without breaking their kiss.* 


Skye: You two are so adorable, it's infectious! *She giggled, flipping onto Formula's body, helping roll him like a circus ball while the kittens and Humdinger watched on in the background.* 


Humdinger: Just remember the plan here, ok Kittens *They all meowed, getting ready to move in. As they began sneaking, Chase's nose started twitching a bit.* 


Rocky: Chase? You alright? 


Chase: I don't.... *The two puploons finally broke up their little embrace, hearing him inhale a bit.* 


Balloona X: Sneeze incoming. *Chase finally sneezed, bumping against the two dogs and sending them rolling near the kittens.* 


Chase: Sorry guys, you know my allergies with kitten fur... 


Formula: But... there hasn't been any sign of any kittens around here... 


Balloona X: Unless... 


*The two heard a giggle behind them, looking upside down to see the kittens.* 


Both: The Cat-astrophe Crew! *The Chase kitten simple shot a special net, snaring their muzzles together while they grabbed the device, making off with it.* 


Formula: *muffled* Hey! My PAWSuit Changer! 


Balloona X: *muffled* Get back here with that! *The kittens taunted the two pups stuck together, running off with the device as Formula's eye simply twitched a bit. muffled* Uh oh, I know that look... Formy, don't regret what you're gonna do here... 


Formula: *muffled* Nobody messes with my tech and friends... *He shook his head, breaking the net off before twitching his head, pulling Drift out.* 


Drift: Hmm... what's up folks? We doing some bowling? 


Balloona X: *muffled* Drift, The Cat-astrophe Crew stole Formula's new tech he made for me! 


Drift: Ah... need a bit of speed huh? I got this. *He rolled over to the driveway, seeing the kittens lined up like a set of six pins.* Time for a strike! *He began spinning on the spot, whistling a bit to alert the kittens before plowing them down, knocking them clean aside and stopping at the base of the driveway.* Another strike, another perfect game! *He smiled with a little gleam on his teeth. The kittens all scrambled away as the team came down as Formula took control again.* 


Marshall: Is there any sport you're not good at? 


Formula: When you are the ball, you're kind of a default pro with every sport. *The team shared a laugh before a small electric crackle caught their attention.* Oh no... *The PAWSuit Changer was crushed a bit on the impact as he sighed, looking over it before Balloona X joined him.* 


Balloona X: I'm so sorry about your new tech that you made for me 


Chase: You going to be alright? 


Formula: Yeah... I'll be fine. *He sighed, trying to fight back his feelings.* I was going to revamp the design anyway, so... kind of did me a favor. Give me a bit... *He took the pieces, heading back up to the Lookout as the group watched.* 


Rocky: Gee... I wonder why those kittens wanted it? 


Balloona X: No idea, but if Formula do rebuild the PAWSuit Changer, we better keep our eyes out for these kittens again 


Marshall: Agreed... but you should go check on him. 


Balloona X: On it. *She went up to follow him, staying by his side.* Formy, you ok? 


Formula: Abit... 


Balloona X: Formy... *She gently nuzzled her head against his.* I know you're upset. Talk to me please. Pretty please, Formy. 


Formula: *He sighed, setting the pieces down in his room on the desk.* I just wanted to make something unique and helpful, but knowing that Humdinger could want it makes it risky... I just didn't think me forcing the change to get Drift out would break the prototype so fast... 


Balloona X: It's ok, Formy. It was an accident... 


Formula: I just can't keep letting it happen though. 


Balloona X: C'mon... let's get you cheered up for now. 


Formula: How? *Then Balloona X inflated herself four times bigger than Formula and drop down on him, pinning him down* 


Balloona X: You deserve a cuddle until you're happy... and what better way than being pinned by my big tummy and body? *She giggled, licking his face. He began laughing a bit.* 


Formula: Loony, stop it! That tickles a bit! 


Balloona X: Not until I know you're fully happy again. *she continued licking his face as he was laughing more* If you think my licks are tickling you, you squirming a bit under me tickles more. *She continued on for another two minutes, smiling as her pup was happy once more.* 


Balloona X: There he is... all happy again Formy? 


Formula: Hehehe I am now, thank you for that, Loony 


Balloona X: No prob... want me to get off you now? 


Formula: Sure *She nodded, deflating back to normal and getting off of him, sharing a head nuzzle before looking out the window to see the kittens and the pups outside.* Hmm... how about we drop off Humdinger's kittens? It's our job to help out after all... *He winked at her.* 


Balloona X: Oh I see, Formy... hehehehe 


*The two went into the elevator, getting into their suits before heading back down to the first floor and meeting back up.* 


Chase: Hey guys... got the kittens in their net, but... do we have a mission? 


Balloona X: No, we're just doing a good deed. 


Formula: Me and Loony will handle the kittens, Chase 


Chase: Alright, good luck. *The six main pups went back to the volleyball net with a spare ball as the two nodded to each other.* 


*After a transition with Balloona X's tag, Humdinger was looking at his watch, starting to grow impatient.* 


Humdinger: Grr... where are those kittens?! They should've been back by now with the device... I did promise them cat treats like I did said...  *Eventually, a little bag was dropped by the entrance.* Huh? A bag? Either Christmas came early, it's some weird sack of mail, or my kittens prevailed and got the device! *he open the bag up. The kittens leapt out at him.* Kittens, where's the device?! And who put you in that bag?! *The kittens pointed up to a circular shadow in the foggy air.* Huh? What's that? 


*A light shined a bit, showing Formula sitting calmly with a flashlight on his head.* 


Formula: Oh, g'day Mayor Humdinger. Just came out for a bit and decided to borrow one of the old flashlight helmets we had. You have fun with your kittens? 


Humdinger: What're you doing in Foggy Bottom you bayside mechanic, and how're you floating? 


Formula: Oh... that's an interesting story... 


Humdinger: Better start explaining then. 


Formula: Wellll... *He shined his light down, showing a bit of a stretched out blue and green suit.* 


Humdinger: Huh, green and blue? I don't remember a balloon or blimp that have those two colors... 


Formula: Oh... there's a reason. *He gently tapped the side twice.* 


Balloona X: *squeaky voice* A big reason actually 


Humdinger: What?! *The big collie lowered down, giggling a bit as her mechanic pup hummed a bit.* 


Formula: She has a helium hose on paw, and we decided to help bring your kittens back. Whenever you've got a problem, simply just yelp for help. 


Balloona X: *squeaky voice* or in your case, meow for help 


*The mayor simply just groaned, taking his cats back inside as the collie floated off again. Formula crawled over near her head, laying down.* 


Formula: Have I told you that the device only works on you and not others, so... 


Balloona X: *squeaky voice* He's wasting his time! 


Formula: Got that right, but let's not say anything till the final version is done and he gets it. He's going to be so disappointed. 


Balloona X: *squeaky voice* Big time disappointed for me, hehehehe 


Formula: Mmhm, my swell collie. *He gently licked her cheek as she floated off with him.* 


Balloona X: *squeaky voice* Hehehehe *She eventually brought them back to the area of Adventure Bay as she giggled.* 


Formula: Alright, let's get down. 


Balloona X: *squeaky voice* Actually... I think you still need a bit of cheering up. How about a little romantic flight? 


Formula: Be my guest, my colloon. 


Balloona X: *squeaky voice* Sure thing, my mecha-lab. *She floated around for a while, with the two rubbing noses as the rest of the team watched from the Lookout.* 


Skye: Those two are just too adorable, I could flip out! *She did a backflip in response.* 


Marshall: Probably our "biggest" editions to our team still. *The team all shared a laugh as Balloona X floated by the Lookout, winking at Formula a bit before floating off again, knowing that big and small, adventure was never far.* 


The End